Tracking Sandwich Eaters

Friday, May 09, 2008

Mine is watching Ryan Seacrest. Seriously. Of course I know all the closet jokes from Jay Leno. (But what can you expect from an unfunny homophobe?) Of course, there's the too-meticulous attention Ryan has for his hair. But I find the guy really likable, and he does know how to spin every goddamn minute of American Idol, stringing everything with his own brand of wit and thinking-on-his-feet. The guy does not get tired -- and that's the crux of my admiration. A media mogul in the making, he hosts dozens of TV and radio shows, co-owns several restaurants, and has a fashion line, and his ambition to rule all of TV as the next Ed McMahon, Larry King, Regis Philbin, and Dick Clark combined is also quite impressive. Washington Post's Tom SHales writes: "Seacrest couldn't care less about rumors of his sexual relationships, because he keeps adding corporate relationships to his repertory. 'Coca-Cola; that's a very good relationship. The strategy is to get them to spend dollars on our programs,' he says cryptically." When I grow up, I want to be Ryan Seacrest, hehe. Hail Ryan!